| Atrocities from a Story Book Perspective |
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| Pretense your substance on dotted lines |
| And keep sidestepping notions of solace ties |
| Split tongue and a nervous stare |
| Arm the cannons, rain fire on the serpent’s lair |
| Now you look it in the eyes |
| See, solve this (pretense) |
| All these say (you're wrong) |
| When we were (a stake) |
| Solace stay (your hand) |
| You’re running |
| How perfect |
| Your lie |
| Provoked |
| Change, against this (reign) |
| Reigning |
| Plaintiff |
| Renounce, bleed |
| Try |
| Try and |
| Try |
| Defang me |
